Lead back time to the dreamer who created it Fluctuates and falls again, never feeble The price of gold of a whole fearing lifetime Only, always it worries Now redraft the moment As you wouldn't feel a more long lived splendour or vibes Than that of rediscovering the strenght Pulses of men seeking but still never finding will roam Leaves of undying and quiet shrubs will fall And the dawn will reach grounds you don't even conceive The wrongest thing you can do is pretending to be sand trickling down in an hourglass You're the unit of measure Don't look at yourself Don't look at yourself dying You shall have no other gods before you You wouldn't feel a more long lived splendour or vibes Than that of rederscovering the strenght throurgh our holiness You wouldn't feel a more long lived splendour or vibes Than that of destroying the dogma The shoot of a flash